Child of fear, child of anger   Traveler on the open road   An ancient car she bought   with money that he gave her   When he died, oh oh      That was the only thing he ever gave her   Except for failing eyes and curly hair   And I did not believe that   I could ever really save her   Though I tried, I swear      And if I traveled fifty lifetimes   Through every country of the world   I don't believe I'd ever find myself   A more enchanting girl   A more enchanting girl      We made it through the wintertime unscathed   Talked all night and slept away the days   And though she had no faith to speak of   Her silhouette looked saved   Fading light of day      And if I traveled fifty lifetimes…      Saw her by the roadside,   we went for a slow ride   As I awoke from sleeping    I knew that she was gone      Well they say what does not kill you    makes you stronger   Let's just say she gave me lots of strength   She offered love as fleeting as a lifetime    only longer   In a way, I said...      If I traveled fifty lifetimes...